Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You

Chapter 1846

Alex and Zachary had already stepped out, leaving only Eric seated quietly by the bedside.

Andrew did not even look back. "Eric, I don't like distractions when I'm treating someone. Would you mind stepping out as well?"

Eric remained seated, smiling gently. "Don't worry, Dr. Lloyd. I'll just stay here silently. I'm more concerned for Dad's safety than anyone else. I wouldn't feel at ease if I weren't nearby."

Andrew frowned and was about to insist again when Jerome spoke up. "Eric, go on and step out. Don't worry. Dr. Lloyd's here. I'll be fine."

Only then did Eric rise to his feet and say softly, "Alright, Dad. I'll step out now. Dr. Lloyd, I'll leave him in your care."

Even while walking out, Eric did not forget to politely acknowledge Andrew, warm and courteous as ever. However, Andrew could not shake the discomfort crawling over his skin. Something about Eric always made him feel like a needle was pressed against his back.

rare one. It naturally comes with a hypnotic influence. His control

Thornton, I hope you don't take offense, but he's clearly a man. Is it really appropriate for him to practice such

art. It's one of the most unique techniques in existence. At first, I didn't want him to practice it either. Like you said, Eric is a man, and learning this kind of technique comes with a lot of

in years ago, he somehow stumbled into it by fate. After that, even I couldn't stop him. It was meant

to sync perfectly with certain techniques, as if drawn

she used, but she obviously trained in a style that cultivated inner and

her were basically invincible as long as they kept advancing in martial

three closest

cultivation and had a natural resonance with internal arts, while Francesca followed

raced through Andrew's mind, his hands never

said, "Mr. Thornton,

of Jerome's core pressure points